ABC's of Ashley

Yes, I did steal this meme from her because I don't post enough, and it looked like fun. So here goes.

A. Age: 18. Legal to vote, but I can't drink. Damn Ontario laws!

B. Bed size: King (technically two singles put together, but let's not be choosy)

C. Chore that you hate: Decluttering with my mom. Because she really sucks at decluttering.  

D. Dogs: Does my sister's dog count? Because I think he really should.

E. Essential start to your day: Peeing. Wow, I really have no schedule. Can you guess I'm a teenager? 

F. Favorite color: Purple.

G. Gold or silver: Gold, because it goes really well with my skin tone and I like gold jewellry.

H. Height: 5'7 3/4 (and yes, that 3/4 matters)

I. Instruments that you play: Guitar, violin and flute, though all of them mediocre.

J. Job title: Awesome. Or Student. or Daughter/Sister. But Awesome pretty much covers it.

K. Kids: None. (Cat doesn't count because she hates me)

L. Live: Sudbury. Northern Ontario. Canada.  

M. Mother's name: None of your business. (Lisa, but don't tell anyone!)

N. Nicknames: Ash, Nemo, Marie, Judy.

O. Overnight hospital stays: Tonsil removal (I wonder if there's an official name for this, but I'm too lazy to google it)

P. Pet peeves: People telling me I'm being mean. You think I don't notice? Perhaps I'm being mean for a reason, you idiot. Get away from me before I kick you in the shin 

Q. Quote from a movie: All I can think of is "Truth? you can't handle the truth!" and I've never even seen that movie. Dear god.

R: Right or left handed: Left. There are so many things that I can say about this, but I'll just leave it be. For now

S: Siblings: Three of 'em, none of whom know about this blog so I cannot tell you their names.

T: Travel favorite: Really anywhere that I have to travel in a car for an extended period of time. I just like riding in cars.

U. Underwear: Really, let's not mention it.  

V. Vegetable(s) you hate: Celery, because its stringy and not in a good way like pineapple.

W. What makes you run late: What makes me really late is having control over my schedule. Because I'm honestly the slowest person in the damn world (or at least in my acquaintence) 

X. X-rays you've had: For my teeth. Because I'm crazy like that.

Y. Yummy food that you make: Ah, so many things. Potato salad is my favourite.

Z. Zoo animal: Monkeys. And I have no explaination for this

Ah, aren't you glad you know all this?
And look, this is the post where I revealed my name. Isn't that nice. Did you catch it? Huh, go back, look it over. Ah, there you go

Books and Shit

Series that I am reading, that I cannot seem to finish, no matter how hard I try.

Dresden Files by Jim Butcher. I'm stuck on Death Masks
Parasol Protectorate by Gail Carriger. I'm reading Changeless and Heartless. I've read Soulless and Heartless.
Two series by Juliet Blackwell.
The Cats and Curios Series by Rebecca Hale
The Alphabet Series by Sue Grafton
Madelyn Alt's Witch series
Flavia de Luce's series by Alan Bradley
Donna Andrews' Birds Mysteries
The Sookies Stackhouse series
Jill Kismet's series by Lilith Saintcrow
Terry Pratchett's Disworld series
Every series by Annette Blair, because she's good and I'm not focused
The Jane Jameson series by Molly Harper
Sherlock Holmes
the Dark-, Dream- and Were-Hunter series by Sherrilyn Kenyon
The Wicked Years by Gregory Maguire
Otherworld/Sisters of the Moon by Yasmine Galenorn
The Amelia Peabody series and the Jaqueline Kirby series by Elizabeth Peters
The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare
Song of the Lioness series by Tamora Pierce
the Samantha Jellicoe series by Suzanne Enoch
the Tattoo Shop mysteries by Karen Olson
The Fallen series by Kristina Douglas
Every series ever created by Katie Macalister
and the Ice series by Anne Stuart

Kill me now. I need to bunker down, peeps. It's killing me.
I'm totally watching the fourth season of In Plain Sight, and it's freaking great. Grrreeeeat!

Snow Day Number 2 of January

   It sounds like an official title, but really, that's a lie.
 
         Dear 2 foot pile of snow in my driveway,
I hate you. It has nothing to do with your looks, your personality or your attitude. This hatred occurs mainly because you exist, and more importantly, you exist in my driveway. At first I didn't really notice. Only after you tried to trap my father leaving for work did I become aware of your existance, and learned that I need to remove you. This hatred grew when I spent my Wednesday sleeping, mainly from 7:30 that morning until 2:30 that afternoon, which happened to be the exact hours that I have for actually going to school. The hatred then compounded when I was told to use the snow floe. I hate the snow floe. Many of my childhood winter days tried to sit in that stupid ice floe in order to be pulled around my yard. I could never sit the snow floe. I could never catch it as my parents pulled it around, trying to clear the snow.
   So really, this hatred has nothing to do with you exactly, but the fact that I had to move you created this animosity. But mother insisted, and you were removed. Slowly, and having to return twice and heat up with a hair dryer, I pushed you almost completely onto the road for the plow to push away. I killed you. ah ha ha ha ha ha! But, and this makes me want to cry, just a little, you came back yesterday, AFTER I had cleared you, and now you are back, mocking me. You are a bastard, and I will defeat you, because I really have no choice since my mother will make me shovel you later. I hate you, you ugly whore.

To the blog, Not you pile of snow. I shall be back later with pictures. Or I'll google white and post that, because its really snowy here.

The Things I'm Doing Other Than Homework

So I haven't posted in months, so now I've made a rule that I'll post on every day I don't go to school. Therefore, I will post more often. Yay!

According to that rule, I should also have posted on Tuesday because I got suspended. I wish it was badass, but the punishment was for being late.

Right now, I'm supposed to be writing a four page essay on Timothy Findley's The Wars. Sounds fun eh? NOT!

I'm reading 55 books right now, and I need to read thirteen of them by the New Year or I don't get a badge on my Goodreads page. Ah, the little things in life.

Watching the second season of That 70's Show for about the third time.